The bus stop at the gate of Yingda University.

"I got on the bus, I got on the bus." Wang Yunli took the lead and got on the bus first.

Li Jianghe and Ruan Xiang, Tao Zhuoran and Qiu Kejun held hands and walked into the car slowly behind the team.

Because of the crowds, it is definitely not possible to drive to Confucius Temple, and there is no place to park. You can take the bus to Confucius Temple in both dormitories.

This is the peak tourist season. The students who finished the college entrance examination were like little birds left in the cage, filling the major tourist attractions with their parents and relatives, and Confucius Temple was no exception.

"Looking at them, I feel old." Liu Junhua looked at several students who were obviously traveling together after the college entrance examination and squeezed past him with a smile, feeling a little moved.

"You have been lying in bed all day, can you not grow old?" Qi Zhiyu shot him in the back.

"Yes, when we come back this holiday, we will be seniors," Guo Ce's fellow villager Tian Qiong also sighed.

Because the group had to travel to Qinhuai at night, they set off late. It was almost evening after a while.

As the sun sets, everything is golden.

At this time, the number of people in Confucius Temple increased instead of decreasing. After all, life has just begun when night falls.

"Bah, this duck is really not good," Guo Ce tasted the duck that came up: "This is too salty, isn't it said that the south is sweet?"

"It's really not as good as Comrade Li Jianghe's store," Qiu Kejun also disliked him for a moment.

"At Confucius Temple, there are many merchants who cheat people. I have told you that there are so many snacks outside and you can just stutter." Wang Yunli had expected that he didn't move the duck at all.

"I think it's okay," Lin Yue looked at the sauce duck on the plate.

"You have such a strong taste," Tian Qiong picked up a piece of sauce duck and gave it to Lin Yue: "You eat more."

Fortunately, the mouth weight was still in the normal sense.

I had enough food and drink, but it was only around six o'clock. Anyway, I had booked a hotel and I was not in a hurry to go back to the dormitory. The group continued to walk along the Confucius Temple.

At this time, there was a riot in front of him, and Li Jianghe and the others also stopped.

Because there are too many people in Confucius Temple, they are shoulder to shoulder, and they can't even squeeze in if they want to watch the fun.

After finally rushing in, I saw a man wearing a bear doll suit fighting with a middle-aged man.

What is this situation? Many people who just squeezed in like Li Jianghe are confused.

The middle-aged man verbally swears, but the bear doll's fist continues to fall on him.

Several on-duty personnel finally rushed over, separated the two people, and took them aside to inquire about the situation.

The little bear man took off his doll hat and looked very young, like a student.

"It's a sin, why doesn't this boy from the Liu family make people worry?" An aunt selling osmanthus cake next to her patted her thighs.

The husband beside him, who was originally making osmanthus cake, got up to find the on-duty staff, as if he wanted to help explain.

"Auntie, do you know what's going on?" Wang Yunli, who was standing next to the osmanthus cake stall, asked curiously.

"That kid just finished the college entrance examination this year and his family didn't have money to go to college. I introduced this job as a doll," the aunt sighed, and it could be seen that she was also a talkative person.

"Then why did you fight with others again?" Qi Zhiyu was also very curious. Everyone has the heart of gossip.

"He is not the one who was beaten by his poor family," the aunt was indignant, "This one was killed by a thousand swords."

"What then?", a young couple next to him came up with interest: "Give two osmanthus cakes."

"We each want one serving, too." Li Jianghe looked at the others and found that they all came over with interest.

"The one who was beaten was a relative of the director of the Liujia Town Toy Factory. Back then, the factory manager who should have been cut into pieces wanted to force Liu Xiaozi's cousin. His father worked in the toy factory and had a conflict with the factory manager for his niece." The aunt said while making osmanthus cakes: "As a result, the factory manager called the security guard. Those security guards were not good people. They were all those gangsters in the past. The one who was beaten was the security captain, and he actually beat Liu Xiaozi's father to paralyzed."

"Then no one cares?" A strong man next to him was moved and asked loudly.

"Hey, your osmanthus cake is ready," the aunt handed the osmanthus cake to the young couple at the beginning and continued, "Who cares about it? Such a small town can only rely on those factories to develop the economy. How can the factory manager do you do?"

"Oh," a middle-aged woman next to her also sighed.

"Boy Liu can't do it here now. Alas, although it's a bit tiring, it's a job at all." The aunt shook her head, "Why did you meet this person?"

"Which university has he been admitted to?" Tian Qiong asked, what if he is a future alumni?

"Donghai, oh, if the sixth boy had not taken care of his paralyzed father and had to earn money to support his schooling, he would have been the only one who would have been in high school," the aunt sighed.

Several college students were also a little sighed. Li Jianghe thought for a while and said to the aunt: "If he loses his job, he can try to find a change in our convenience store next to Fuhai International Office Building. There is also air conditioner in the store."

"Can it work?" The aunt didn't doubt Li Jianghe's kindness, just a little worried whether it would work.

"I saw them recruiting workers there before, just summer jobs, so let's try it," Li Jianghe said.

He wouldn't challenge the bully manager for a stranger he met by chance. Fuhai International Office Building is indeed short of people, so he can show him a way out, which is kind-hearted.

Li Jianghe and his group left with osmanthus cake in their hands.

The "Tianxia Wenshu" attraction is performing water sleeve dance, with water sleeves flying under the night sky. Li Jianghe looks up at the dance performance and suddenly remembers something.

"Xiangxiang, do I remember your family is in Liujia Town?" Li Jianghe asked with his head down.

Ruan Xiang raised her head and a few drops of sweat fell from her temples. The weather was too hot. She explained: "Yes, but my father is in the tea factory. Liujia Town has two pillar factories, one tea factory and the other is a toy factory. Both factories employ a lot of people and provide many jobs for the town."

Li Jianghe’s hometown town is different from this. There are many small factories, but there are no iconic large factories.

In fact, it has already existed now. Liu Anren's father, Liu Jianye's food factory, is doing well. According to the marketing method of a squirrel in later generations, snacks are sold very popular.

Especially two new spicy strip production lines have been opened, with Wei and Long as the standard. First of all, it is to create momentum in Liu Jianye's factory, which is different from others, and it is clean!

Cleanliness is important, and this is the primary reason why parents don’t want their children to eat spicy strips.

Then solidify this image and quickly occupy the market with packaging that is significantly higher than those ordinary spicy strips.

The main reason is that it can be sold to larger supermarkets. Previously, those spicy strips could not be entered into large supermarkets by looking at the packaging, while Liu Jianye’s spicy strips are not the case. This can once again strengthen the “clean and high-end” image of Liu Jianye’s spicy strips and reduce the resistance from parents.

Finally, it becomes a fashion among children.
Chapter completed!